Each little tear drop has a name,
Hope, love, sorrow, and pain.
They drop by just to visit when emotions take hold,
Warm and fuzzy feeling to feeling alone and cold.
Each little tear drop comes to do its part,
Beckoned to the eyes straight from the heart.
Come to ease the sorrow and wash away the pain,
Sharing all the joy with each new hope that is gained.
Each little teardrop knows just what to do,
Giving life new meaning like grass covered in dew.
Every hope that fills the soul and new love that comes together,
Sorrows that takes over and the pain that goes on forever.
Each little tear drop brings with it some relief,
A promise of a new tomorrow and a new belief.
Cleansing each emotion that controls the waking day,
From happy to sad feelings it tells which way to sway.
Each little tear drop not meaning to take control,
Overwhelms the body and soothes the aching soul.
Sometimes it is only a lone teardrop,
Or it will bring its friends and will not stop.
Each little tear drop has a special job to do,
Moving with emotions bringing feelings new.
Overwhelmed with feelings that is why we cry,
Let the teardrops come without wondering why.
Turkish Translation
Her bir küςük göz yaşı damlasını bir adı var
Umut, sevgi, üzüntü ve acı
Onlar duygulanınca ziyaret etmek iςin uğrar
Sıcak ve kabarık yanız ve soğuk hissediyor
Her bir küςük göz yaşı damlasının kendi parςasını yapmaya gelir
Kalpten gözlere doğru
Üzüntüyü yatystırmaya gelve acıyı
Tüm sevinςleri yeni bir umutla ve kazanılan sevgiliyle paylasıyor
Her bir küςük göz yaşıdamlasının ne yapılacak biliyor
Yeni taze bir anlam veriyor yaşam iςin güzel ςimen gibi
Ruhu dolduran her umut ve anunla bir likte gelen yeni aşk
O üzerinde aldığı üzüntü ve ebediyen giden acı
Her bir küςük göz yaşı damlası rahatlýk klaonu getirir
Yeni bir yarının ve yeni bir inancın sözü
Günü kontrol eden her bir duyguyu temizliyor
Fark etmez o mutlu veya üzgün hangi yol
Kontrolü almaya amaςlamayan her bir küςük göz yaşı damlası
Gordeyi yeniler ve ağrıyan ruhu sakinleşıtirir
Bazen o yalinız bir göz yaşı damlası alarak düşiecek
Bazen de arkadaşilarıyla bir likte gelecek ve durmak
This is an amazing write. Each little teardrop must fall for the reasons you said. I like the blue outlook on this printing and don't even know who you did it. Never tried to change the script on my writes. You know tears wash away our sorrow and a means to relieve stress and tension too. If you hold back tears, you can really get ill.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your new Texas friend, Karen Lynn. :(
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Be always safe,
Karen